Hannah Kelly

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I’ve taken to sleeping on your side of the bed
The ghost of your arms around me
Your phantom whispers in my ear.
We watch the stars together
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You picked the daisies,
And I made the chain.
A fragile link between us,
On that perfect day.
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She opens her page
Ink splashing from her veins
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Is it normal to wake up every day
With thoughts so dark
Even the starless midnight sky
Can't cope?
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You smashed my heart
Into one thousand, six hundred and thirty-nine pieces
I know this
Because every time I try to piece it back together
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